If Bach was a country boy living today, he'd probably pick a guitar and here's what he'd
Say, "give me a beat y'all make it three four, 'cause I dig that dance they do on sawdust floors"
He'd play for me and you, keep time in cowboy boots, might even sing a little yodeling thing
While he's playing for me and you
Do-do-doodle-oh-dee-ya-dee-dee-odle-lay-dee-dee-oh
He'd like honky-tonks down in Dixie
And probably play in Nashville at the Grand Ole Opry
He'd like Hank Williams, father and son, one thing is certain, we'd have lots of fun
And he'd play for me and you, keep time in cowboy boots
Might even sing another yodeling thing, while he's playing for me and you
Do-do-doodle-oh-dee-ya-dee-dee-odle-lay-dee-dee-oh
He might not call it a waltz, he might just say, "Hey that's a minuet there hoss"
Whatever name you want to use will be fine
You just keep it country in three-quarter time
He'd play for me and you, keep time in cowboy boots
Might even sing another yodeling thing, while he's playing for me and you
Do-do-doodle-oh-dee-ya-dee-dee-odle-lay-dee-dee-oh
Lay-dee-dee-oh-lay-dee-dee-oh-lay-dee-dee-oh
Lay-dee-dee-oh-lay-dee-dee-oh-lay-dee-dee-oh
Lay-dee-dee-oh-lay-dee-dee-oh-lay-dee-dee-oh
Lay-dee-dee-oh